“…I was originally a national VIP bodyguard,” Zhou Rong said. “Comrade Si, I really don’t have the courage under the close watch of hundreds of zombie friends. Maybe after we go out, we can find a place with no one around…”
The zombie ticket inspector seemed to notice something and slowly turned its highly decomposed face.
In an instant, with a crisp crack, Si Nan struck lightning-fast, twisting the zombie’s neck 180 degrees.
“Why are we staying here,” Si Nan asked, “can’t we go from above?”
Everyone looked up simultaneously. In the layers of darkness above, several thick cable and ventilation pipes were intricately intertwined…
A few minutes later, Chun Cao first, Si Nan second, Zhou Rong third, Zhang Yingjie fourth – the team arranged by body size, squeezed into the narrow gaps between cables and ventilation pipes, clinging to the pipe walls and crawling forward.
Below them was a packed hall. One slip would instantly awaken hundreds of unconscious zombies.
“Yingjie, you’ve gotten fat,” Zhou Rong gritted his teeth, crawling through an especially narrow gap, groaning difficultly.
Zhang Yingjie was breathless: “You’ve gotten thinner… Rong-ge… Ugh—!”
Zhang Yingjie was covered in dust, finally squeezing through the gap where two cable pipes were almost touching.
“Another hundred meters in this direction is the fire escape. I’ll jump down and blast the safety door when we get there. You provide fire cover,” Chun Cao tightly hugged the ventilation pipe, inching forward: “Everyone hang on a bit longer, estimated zombie count ahead…”
Before finishing, Zhang Yingjie struggled to move forward at the corner. His tactical backpack rubbed against the steel ring fixing the ceiling cable, and a sharp rebar edge silently cut through the left side of the strap.
The tactical bag tilted right, hitting the ventilation pipe below.
Bang—!
The impact was amplified infinitely by the hollow pipe, causing zombies to look up and let out hungry roars!
The tactical bag hung only by the right shoulder, and gravity pulled Zhang Yingjie to the right, instantly slipping.
Zhou Rong shouted: “Yingjie!”
With a slap, Zhou Rong grabbed Zhang Yingjie’s backpack strap, lifting the entire person and equipment in mid-air with one hand!
Chun Cao cried out: “Rong-ge!”
